So, an early happy birthday to Mello ^^
But yeah, what do you say in those authors note, things? O.o
I'm just happy that someone reads my little stories 3
I DO NOT OWN DATH NOTE ect.
Chapter 2
"In fucking time, Matt! Where the hell have you been?!" Mello shouted, as he heard the door shut, and Matt throw of his boots. Weirdly enough, it sounded like two pairs of feet walked over the wooden floor. Matt walked into the doorframe. "Uhm.. Mello? I sorta picked this kid up, on the street. " Matt knew too well that Mello were not going to accept this. "You WHAT?" Mello turned around in stared at Matt. Beside him, stood the little girl; never has her feet been so interesting. Mello walked over to the girl, to take a closer look at her. He did see why Matt had found the little kid so poor. Her cloth was completely ripped into pieces, and she needed parents, more than anything. A tidal wave of care rushed trough the pissy blonde as he said: "Okay."
A few hours after, the men had decided to keep the kid, Mello passed the living room, in his search for another chocolate bar. The redhead sat beside the kid, in the sofa, and played another one of his games. Mellos nose caught a horrible smell, that he knew hasn't been in their house, before. "Matty?" The redhead made a small sound that sounded like 'yeah'. "That kid smells like fucking shit! Go wash it!"
The blonde went on, in his search for chocolate, as Matt replied: "Can't you see I'm busy? I can't smell anything, go wash her, yourself." Mello stopped his searching, and walked in front of the tv, to block Matt view of his game: "It wasn't ME who brought it home, right? " Matt clung to the controller, as he looked down and whispered: "That's just so uncute." He got up from the sofa, took the kids dirty hand, and went to the bath room. While they waited for the bathtub to get filled, Matt asked: "Do you have a name?"
The kid had sat herself on the toilet seat and Matt stood beside the bathtub, leaning against the wall. She shoke her head. Matt crossed his arms, but he kept talking in a friendly tone: "Okay, but I'm Matt, and the pissy blonde downstairs is Mello, he's my boyfriend by the way." The girl giggled.
The bathtub was filled, and the girl threw of her dress, while she looked away from Matt. She sat down in the tub, as the redhead searched for a shampoo, that didn't smell like man. He found a small white bottle with normal shampoo in it. He pour a bit of it into the little girls dirty brown hair.
"Tell me if some of it gets in your eye, okay?" the girl nodded. I though a little about how Mello and him was going to work this whole kid think out. After all it was him who picked this kid up. While Matt's thoughts buzzed about Mello and their relationship the little girls hair started to get more clean. When Matt finally focused on the girl, again, he got a shock. Her hair was no longer dirty brown, but blonde and soft. "Dude, your hair is the same color as Mellos!"